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Three squirrels in galoshes went splashing down the lane~ one wearing red, one yellow, one purple, all dancing in the rain. They leapt across the puddles with a whoosh and a watery plop, till the storm itself grew jealous and begged them all, Please stop! But squirrels don’t take orders, especially not from weather~ so they twirled in their bright galoshes and splashed off together shouting, You don’t bother us weather!
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